Zhu Qiyu wants to change the guard rotation to disrupt Zhu Qizhen’s plan to seize the goal.

At present, he has a dark eye on Weisuo.

You must also ask the commander before you can make a decision.

He drank a bowl of ginseng soup and paced back and forth, unable to calm down.

At this time, Prince Zhu Jian went deep into the palace to pay his respects.

Zhu Qiyu's eyes turned cold.

He thought about using Zhu Jianshen to block the gun, but Zhu Qizhen had many sons, so he wouldn't feel too bad if one of them died.

Furthermore, Zhu Jianshen was a rare good emperor, and after he ascended the throne, he cleared his wrongdoing and settled the relationship between uncle and nephew.

After all, he knew how he had treated Zhu Jianshen in the past eight years.

It is rare for Zhu Jianshen to repay evil with kindness.

"The prince is here."

"I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

Zhu Jianshen lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly.

He has a stutter and has difficulty speaking.

A palace maid also knelt down with him. She must have been Concubine Wan Guifei, whom Zhu Jianshen had been infatuated with all his life.

"Raise your head." Zhu Qiyu looked at this beauty who was favored by the Sixth Palace.

Zhu Jianshen trembled.

The palace maid raised her head tremblingly, with fair skin and a beautiful face.

Not to mention how beautiful it is, it is a beautiful Xiaojiabiyu. It is just that the person is taller and has a well-shaped figure, giving young people endless daydreams.

But don’t tell me, the more you look at it, the more interesting it becomes.

Empress Dowager Sun has a good eye for selecting people. No wonder she is seventeen years older than Zhu Jianshen and can still steal his soul.

"How old are you?" Zhu Qiyu asked again.

Zhu Jianshen trembled again and wanted to say something, but he didn't dare.

"Seven slaves out of twenty." Wan Zhen'er spoke tremblingly.

She entered the palace at an early age, knowing that the emperor was interested in her when he asked her age.

She knew very well that this was a good opportunity for pie to fall from the sky.

As long as you grasp it, you can reach the sky in one step.

But...

She glanced at the little master secretly. Can he take what he said seriously?

She was very confused and kept her head down.

"Nice figure."

Zhu Qiyu chuckled: "Prince, I want to keep you as a palace maid, what do you think?"

Zhu Jianshen was trembling all over.

I don’t know if I’m angry or scared.

"Son, son..." He has a serious stuttering problem.

Zhu Qiyu interrupted him: "Prince, you have to think about it before you speak."

Zhu Jianshen shivered again.

He is only ten years old this year, and Zhu Qizhen is planning to seize the throne, but he is unaware of it. After all, who discusses with a ten-year-old child about plotting to usurp the throne?

Zhu Jian took a deep look at Wan Zhen'er, gritted his teeth and said, "I would like to ask your Majesty to give her to me! I would like to marry her as my wife!"

Wan Zhen'er's eyes widened. She never expected that Zhu Jianshen, who was always cautious, would dare to say these words for her sake!

She knew very well how helpless and difficult Zhu Jianshen was in the palace.

But he could say these words for her.

This shows the depth of affection.

"Haha."

"Prince."

"Do you know that the women in this harem are all mine!"

"You have an affair with my woman?"

Zhu Qiyu’s voice was cold.

"I don't dare, it's just that she..." Zhu Jianshen explained anxiously.

"No need to explain."

"I don't blame you."

"You are the prince."

"After I die, this world will all be yours, let alone a mere woman?"

"Don't say she's a palace maid who hasn't gone to bed yet."

"Even if you want my queen or my concubine, isn't it just a matter of saying a word?"

Zhu Qiyu stood up slowly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Zhu Jianshen buckled his head desperately, sweating like rain: "My son is not a beast, how dare I insult my aunt? Your Majesty, please don't blame me, my son, I am only ten years old this year!"

Wan Zhen'er's head was pressed firmly against the ground, and her body was shaking into a ball.

She knew that if Zhu Jianshen said the wrong thing, he might not be able to walk out of the hall alive.

Every step he takes is like walking on thin ice.

Zhu Qiyu's eyes were cold.

You don’t dare, but your father will do it!

After finishing, bury them all.

Not a single word will be left out of the history books. What a good idea.

"That's all, please step back, she will stay." Zhu Qiyu sat back and said casually.

Zhu Jianshen stuck his butt out and his body twitched a few times.

Wang Qin came over in small steps and asked the palace maid to wait on Wan Zhen'er to bathe and change clothes, and wait to wait on the emperor.

"Your Majesty!"

"I would like to resign as the crown prince!"

"I just ask your Majesty to give her to your son and minister as his wife!"

Zhu Jianshen's voice trembled, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Are you threatening me?" Zhu Qiyu's voice turned cold.

"I don't dare, but I love her deeply!" Zhu Jianshen's body trembled, his voice trembled, but his tone was firm.

In eight years, Zhu Jianshen dared to disobey Zhu Qiyu for the first time.

It seems that I really caught him by seven inches.

"Bold!"

"Zhu Jianshen!"

"You are the prince!"

"How can we not give up the position of prince because of a woman! We don't want this great Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Qiyu was furious: "Come here, take the prince to Dongnuan Pavilion and think about his mistakes in front of the wall!"

"No one is allowed to see him without my will!"

Zhu Jianshen was extremely desperate.

When he raised his head and looked at his uncle in the dragon robe, he showed hatred for the first time. This hatred may not have existed before, but it has never been shown.

He was smart, tolerant, and skillful, and escaped one calamity after another, but because of a woman, he was pinched by Zhu Qiyu.

Watch Zhu Jianshen being taken away.

Zhu Qiyu poked his eyebrows, he was too tired.

Controlling Zhu Jianshen can at least increase your chances of winning.
To be continued...